Only he who is uncompromising as to his rights maintains the sense of duty.
At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.
Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.
It's not your pictures I like; it's your painting.
The absurd is lucid reason noting its limits.
I enjoyed my own nature to the fullest, and we all know there lies happiness, although, to soothe one another mutually, we occasionally pretend to condemn such joys as selfishness.